Hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn, Hundreds of bees in the purple clover, Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn, But only one mother the wide world over. A man loves his sweetheart the most, his wife the best, but his mother the longest
Hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn, Hundreds of bees in the purple clover, Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn, But only one mother the wide world over. A man loves his sweetheart the most, his wife the best, but his mother the longest